If anyone was good at rejection it’s me. It’s just something about saying no to a drunk sleaze that makes me laugh, I know it’s weird but it is funny to crash their drunken hopes and dreams. On a serious note though, it is annoying getting approached
When the final set of the night begins to spin and you’ve yet to receive attention from the one-and-only you’ve been stalking all night, it can be all too easy to give up hope and lower that bar, knock back another drink and settle for the company of a contender you just know you’ll regret in the morning.